“You lost the spirit fruit?” Lu Yang asked.

Ji Zhong nodded.

Why are there so many things happening in one night? First, we arrested a bunch of robbers, and now we have a theft case?

We’d come to catch ghosts. Where are they?

Normally, a report would require a statement, but taking one now would waste time and let the thief escape. They could only catch the culprit and fill out the paperwork later.

“Walk us through it. When do you think you lost it?”

“Someone bumped into me before I reached the inn…” Ji Zhong shared his suspicion.

After hearing him out, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had a general picture. They rose and packed up.

“Alright. Wait here while we catch them.”

Ji Zhong opened his mouth. He looked at...